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poetry and prose by stephen chute
Thursday, July 18, 2024
and many other lazy things
were down to this now.
texting
happy
birthday.
happy Halloween,
happy whatever day it may be.
forget the hallmark
card,
the gift in the mail,
the phone
call,
or letter.
it's just the clicking
of keys.
and crossing the greeting
off your
list of many other
lazy things.
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About Me
Stephen Chute
west springfield, virginia, United States
these are all FICTIONAL stories and characters and are in no way representative of any real experiences in my or anyone else's life. any similarities are purely coincidental, except for the dog poems.
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